So yesterday we went to a birthday party. We’ve all been there. We pack everything up and just pray that our kids cooperate. Theres always the risk of either child turning into a stage 5 clinger and permanently attaching themselves to your leg or the more expensive risk of them disappearing and getting very quiet which can only mean one thing. Something has been broken or stained…. Then there’s the normal diapers, potty trips, food plates, treat plates, snack plates, face wipes, “did he just touch that with frosting on his hands!?” stuff.
Thankfully! None of that bad stuff happened yesterday. Yesterday, I had two independent kids who played well with others (Aside from a minor vacuum incident… Sorry AJ!). Yesterday, I had two kids who ate cleanly and for 99% of party, stayed off my leg! Yesterday, I tasted freedom.
We’ve known that two was our limit for a long time when it came to our family planning. Two is a nice round number that doesn’t leave us out numbered and understaffed. As Hudson is getting older, I finally see what life is going to be like. The kids will play in the other room for longer periods of time without crying for a parent. They are finally at the age where, at a party, we can lead them to the playroom and go have an adult conversation in the kitchen! It’s a wild new world that I am so excited to know.
Don’t wish time away… blah blah blah… When you are a parent of a small child you are allowed to wish time away while simultaneously enjoying your baby. Us parents are great multi-taskers.
So this birthday party was really great. The kids had fun, we had fun, the birthday girl got lots of presents; It was a magical evening.